Chapter 77 Do You Like It? (Two Chapters Combined)

At 11:30 p.m. Las Vegas time, the Venetian Hotel was still as bright as day.

Xie Chengsui arrived a couple of days ago.

Right now, he was sitting lazily on the sofa, his burgundy silk shirt half-open, a cigar in his hand.

A beautiful woman dressed in light green gauze was kneeling at his feet, her waist so slender it could be encircled by one hand.

Xie Chengsui leaned back, rested one hand on the back of the sofa, and took a comfortable drag of his cigarette.

At that moment, Guanglin's voice came through the suite's screen curtain.

"Young Master, Chang An called. Mr. Zhao will arrive in Las Vegas in half an hour and wants you to come and keep him company."

Xie Chengsui frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Why is Fifth Brother coming so late? This isn't like him."

In his memory, although Zhao Zonglan wanted to play cards, he wouldn't come at this hour, and he hadn't given him any advance notice.

Guanglin paused for a moment, then added, "It's Miss Shen who wants to play."

"Tsk." Xie Chengsui chuckled lightly. So the tyrant was just trying to appease people.

He glanced down at the woman at his feet. The girl was very obedient; she relaxed, shifted her body, and stepped back a little.

She gazed at him with affection in her eyes, seemingly reluctant to part, and called out sweetly, "Third Master."

Xie Chengsui tossed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, got up, fastened his belt, and left his shirt open, a flirtatious smile playing on his fox-like eyes.

"Nice clothes, wait here."

He said to wait, so she had to wait no matter how late it was.

When Zhao Zonglan and Shen Jingni arrived, it was past midnight.

Xie Chengsui and his men waited at the door.

Upon arriving in Las Vegas and entering a new environment, Shen Jingni's fear and apprehension quietly dissipated.

However, he seemed listless and was being led by Zhao Zonglan, walking beside him.

After exiting the VIP elevator and walking down the corridor, Zhao Zonglan instructed Chang An to take Shen Jingni to the lounge to wait for him.

Shen Jingni was not very happy.

She stood still.

Zhao Zonglan leaned down to look at her, his voice deep: "Go wash your face, little kitten."

?

Shen Jingni raised her hand to touch her cheek, frowned and glared at him: "Why didn't you say so sooner?!"

She cried for so long, her face must be dirty and awful.

The fairy's lifelong reputation.

Zhao Zonglan remained silent.

Chang An, however, was quick to notice and led the way for Shen Jingni: "Miss Shen, please follow me."

After the two figures disappeared at the end of the corridor, Xie Chengsui spoke up: "Sister-in-law seems a bit off. What happened?"

Zhao Zonglan lit a cigarette, his expression indifferent. "I witnessed a shooting in Flushing, and it terrified me."

Xie Chengsui clicked his tongue lightly, "How pitiful."

The pampered young lady had indeed never seen such a scene before.

Zhao Zonglan lowered his eyes and smoked, asking him in a cool voice, "Who are the people on the top floor tonight?"

Xie Chengsui pondered for a moment and then gave two names.

One is Nie Yunhui from Macau, whose family is in the gambling industry and has a great reputation in Hong Kong and Macau; the other is Mr. Mohr, the founder of the French brand Caelum.

"I'll have someone invite them over."

"Hmm." Zhao Zonglan nodded slightly, then opened his eyes to look at him. "Have your men cooperate with Zhong Wei. Tonight, I don't want to see a single gun."

Xie Chengsui was stunned for a moment, then belatedly laughed.

"clear."

Shen Jingni washed her face in the lounge, and was not sleepy at all at the moment.

Zhao Zonglan came in and said he would take her to see someone first.

"Whom are you going to see?"

“Dylan Moore.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Jingni asked incredulously, "You mean, Dylan Moore, the founder of Caelum?"

"Um."

Good heavens, that's the founder of a globally renowned luxury brand.

Caelum offers clothing, bags, cosmetics, and jewelry, and has been well-received and sought after by young people over the years.

Shen Jingni also runs a design brand.

She knew very well that if she could get in touch with Mr. Moore's Caelum, she would have the opportunity to learn from his strengths and even potentially collaborate in the future.

Mr. Moore was over fifty years old, tall and thin, wearing a light gray suit, looking low-key and refined.

Shen Jingni heard Zhao Zonglan introduce Moore in English.

"This is my girlfriend, Shen Jingni."

"She's also building her own brand, but she's just starting out and needs guidance from someone like you."

Moore has been in business for decades, so he has that much emotional intelligence.

He had his assistant hand Shen Jingni a business card.

It's a personal business card with his contact information on it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Shen."

Shen Jingni shook hands with Mr. Moore with great joy. At this moment, she was even a little nervous, as if she had met her idol.

The next second, Mohr warmly invited her again: "The theme of our spring show this year is 'renewal'. I think Ms. Shen will be interested. I look forward to you coming to Paris."

"Thank you for your invitation, Mr. Moore. I will go."

Moore: "Then we'll contact each other by phone."

"Um."

Shen Jingni held the gold-embossed business card in her hand. She glanced at Zhao Zonglan and suddenly met his deep eyes.

Her lips curved upwards, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes brightened again.

If Zhao Zonglan hadn't introduced her, she wouldn't have been able to easily meet Mr. Moore, let alone obtain his personal business card.

Undoubtedly, Mo Er was only being so warm and polite to her because of Zhao Zonglan.

Mr. Zhao's network of connections is quite useful.

Of course, the same applies at the card table.

Nie Yunhui met Zhao Zonglan in Hong Kong last month, but the two only had a cup of tea and talked about some business matters; they didn't do much fun together.

He was a few years older than Zhao Zonglan, and being a veteran in the business, he was highly skilled at cards and had long wanted to play a few rounds with Zhao Zonglan.

Inside the VIP boxes on the top floor of the casino.

The waiter placed the wooden box on the side table, carefully opened the lid, took out the Maya Sicas cigar inside, skillfully cut off the cap, lit it with a blowtorch lighter, and then bowed slightly before handing it to Nie Yunhui.

Nie Yunhui held a cigar but didn't rush to smoke it. Instead, he looked at Zhao Zonglan and joked, "Mr. Zhao is a very busy man. We didn't have a chance to hang out in Hong Kong last time. This time, we should all have a good time."

Zhao Zonglan let Shen Jingni sit in his seat.

The meaning is quite obvious.

He sat relaxed in the chair next to him and chuckled softly, "Sorry, tonight I'm only responsible for covering the bottom."

"My girlfriend isn't very good at socializing, so please bear with her."

It sounds like a humble apology, but it's actually a reminder that "my girlfriend can't outsmart you old foxes, so you should let her win."

Everyone present was shrewd and calculating.

Nie Yunhui and Mr. Moore exchanged a smile and shook their heads.

It's said that even heroes have difficulty resisting the charms of beautiful women, and it seems that Mr. Zhao is no exception.

Knowing Xie Chengsui's preferences, the casino operations manager found a young and beautiful girl to accompany him.

He didn't refuse, and put his arm around the beauty's waist, saying at the right moment, "Stop dawdling, let's get started, play with my sister-in-law for a while."

Shen Jingni is not incapable of it.

She had seen Shen Qingyan play before.

I understand the basic rules.

Although she was facing several seasoned casino players tonight, she wasn't nervous at all.

It's probably because someone is backing her up.

Whether it was because the newbies were lucky or the others were just unlucky, they won quite a few rounds.

Looking at the mountain of chips in front of her, Shen Jingni had only one word in her mind: "Awesome!"

Zhao Zonglan asked Chang An to get him a cigarette, lit it, and then asked her, "Want to go all out this time?"

They've already gone quite far.

There were over three hundred chips worth $100,000 each.

She turned her head, her eyes bright, looking at him with excitement and anticipation: "Is it okay?"

Zhao Zonglan patted her head. "Of course you can."

The dealer reshuffles and deals the cards.

Shen Jingni won this round again.

He won a luxury cruise ship worth one billion yuan from Nie Yunhui.

She could hardly believe her eyes and ears.

"Zhao Zonglan, I have a cruise ship now."

Although Shen Jingni knew perfectly well that the big shots at the card table had let the game slide, it was all for naught.

But this didn't affect her happiness.

The final touches and support were Zhao Zonglan's responsibility.

All she cares about is winning.

Zhao Zonglan felt that the trip to Las Vegas was well worth it.

Seeing her happy and cheerful expression, his slight annoyance vanished without a trace.

Actually, it wasn't just Shen Jingni who won tonight.

Zhao Zonglan did not let his friends suffer any losses.

After leaving the card table, he instructed his men to give them double compensation, plus a thank-you gift.

They did Mr. Zhao a favor.

How can you call it a loss?

It's a genuine win-win situation.

At 4 a.m. Las Vegas time, the city was still as bright as day.

Xie Chengsui yawned, then took the beauty to the next suite to sleep.

He didn't care about winning or losing; he just considered it helping his fifth brother make his sister-in-law happy, especially since she had saved his life before.

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Even though it was very late, Shen Jingni was still wide awake.

Las Vegas attracts more than 40 million tourists from around the world every year and is known as "Sin City" because its main economy is gambling.

But besides gambling, there are other places to have fun.

For example, the most expensive landmark building, the MSG Sphere.

This stadium has a diameter of 157 meters and contains a 15,000-square-meter circular LED screen, allowing spectators to enjoy a stunning immersive VR experience. It took about four years to build and the total investment reached US$2.3 billion.

Shen Jingni didn't want to sleep, so Zhao Zonglan took her out to play.

The MSG Sphere had long since fallen into the silence of midnight, and from a distance, the entire sphere shimmered with a ghostly blue light.

Zhao Zonglan led Shen Jingni through the entrance.

A person in charge came to receive them.

However, the timing was indeed too awkward, and apart from the staff, there were no audience members in the venue, making it feel very deserted.

This was Shen Jingni's first impression.

But once she stepped inside, the huge circular space instantly enveloped her.

LED screen startup.

In an instant, dazzling stars poured down, swirling and flowing across the giant screen like a rotating galaxy, making one feel as if they were in the boundless universe.

Then, distorted spacetime appeared on the dome screen, like a black hole, pulling the stars into ribbons of light, and exploding like fireworks, transforming into another vibrant world full of birdsong and fragrant flowers.

This was undoubtedly a stunning audio-visual feast.

Shen Jingni sat in the chair, her eyes fixed on the screen, almost mesmerized.

"So beautiful, Zhao Zonglan."

She held his hand, so excited that she was about to take out her phone to record a video again.

Zhao Zonglan thought his child was easy to coax.

Just looking at this makes me so happy I could jump for joy.

Others might think she's spoiled and pretentious, but Zhao Zonglan thinks it's just right.

He can raise her however he wants, so what if she's spoiled and demanding?

Only a loser would think his woman isn't perfect enough.

At this moment, Shen Jingni's pupils reflected the starlight, but Zhao Zonglan's eyes only saw her.

I want to kiss her, I want to cherish her, I want to...

He pulled the person into his arms and asked in a deep voice, "Is the fireworks prettier, or is this?"

Upon hearing the word "fireworks," Shen Jingni was suddenly stunned.

She remembered the sudden fireworks display in the capital.

Eat your food obediently, and you'll feel carefree and happy.

"So you were the one who set off those fireworks," Shen Jingni said, her lips curving upwards involuntarily, but still speaking in a coquettish and awkward tone, "How tacky."

She reached out and pointed to the giant spherical screen, "This is nice."

Fireworks can be seen anywhere, but high-tech gadgets are more to her liking.

Her answer was exactly what Zhao Zonglan had expected.

Capitalists have thus found another excuse for exploitation.

He raised an eyebrow and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Then kiss me, and I'll build one for you when we get back."

Shen Jingni could hardly believe it.

That would cost over 10 billion RMB.

And it's not guaranteed that it can be replicated; it will take a lot of time.

But Shen Jingni has never been coy; even though it's incredibly expensive, she just wants it.

Without much hesitation, she leaned forward and kissed Zhao Zonglan's lips.

Zhao Zonglan hasn't kissed her for a day.

He pressed down on the back of her neck, not allowing her to retreat, kissing her fiercely and passionately. His hands, with their distinct knuckles and slightly bulging veins on the back, were slightly short of breath.

Shen Jingni was slightly breathless from his kiss.

The sobs that escaped from her throat were completely swallowed up by the gentle music.

With his last shred of reason, Zhao Zonglan released her.

Shen Jingni's cheeks were flushed, whether from lack of oxygen to her brain or from embarrassment, she clung to him and refused to move.

"Brother, I'm a little sleepy."

She wanted to sleep.

Zhao Zonglan wanted to take her back to the hotel, but she refused.

"No, stay here. Wait until I fall asleep before you carry me to the hotel."

At least here, surrounded by sights and sounds, she can close her eyes and no longer recall those bloody and terrifying scenes.

Zhao Zonglan let her have her way.

The person in charge is also good at handling things.

Mr. Zhao brought his girlfriend over; the two seemed to have a very good relationship and were a good match.

So he had some romantic and classic movie clips played on a loop, and he even carefully adjusted the volume.

Shen Jingni felt completely relaxed at this moment, nestled in Zhao Zonglan's arms, and quickly fell asleep.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Zhao Zonglan breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked the person up and turned to leave.

At this moment, a classic scene from "Norwegian Wood" is playing on the screen.

Watanabe confesses to Midori: "I love you the most, Midori."

"Like a bear that loves spring."

"In the spring fields, you are walking alone when a cute little bear comes towards you. Its fur is as soft as velvet, and its eyes are round and big... You hug the little bear and roll down the clover-covered hillside, playing all day long. Isn't that wonderful?"

Midori said, "That's great."

Watanabe: "That's how much I like you."

This is a passionate, pure, and vibrant love.

And the other person is as warm as spring.

Zhao Zonglan stopped in his tracks and looked down at Shen Jingni in his arms.

His brows were furrowed, as if he were deep in thought, but after a moment, they slowly relaxed.

Do you like it?